Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

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Being friends. At the very least, they were not enemies. They could ask about each other's well-being whenever they meet. At the very least, they would not need to throw shades whenever they meet. On the day of the accident a few days ago, when Kenneth saw Tiffany sink into the water as her blood dyed the water's surface, he thought she had a slim chance of survival and that she had gone. At that moment, he felt an indescribable guilt Kenneth ignored his hatred as his guilt spread all over his body, and he almost got crazy. Then, he saw Tiffany come out of the water and still have the strength to throw a knife at her assassin. At that moment, he heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was fine.

Later on, when Tiffany was strangled and almost suffocated, Kenneth knew he was no match for the shooter. However, he still rushed forward. His rationality shut down. There was only one thought, 'I won't let her die!' Kenneth Kenn thought about his actions and realized he never hated Tiffany as much as he had imagined. Hence, being friends was not a bad idea.

Tiffany was stunned when she heard this. 'Did he bump his

Seeing Tiffany throw a suspicious gaze, Kenneth repeated, "Let's be friends."

head on the way where?'

"Friends?" Looking at his serious expression, Tiffany suddenly smiled. She had known him for as long as she could remember but never felt he was this naive. "Haha..." Tiffany thought Kenneth was joking. She laughed until her stomach hurt. Then, she looked up at the face she wanted to punch before her.

A long time a ago, after Tiffany was released from

Tiffany was filled with anticipation. Even though ison as a scapegoat, she went to Kenneth to fulfill her promise. She asked, "I've done everything you asked me to do. Now, can you marry me?"

suffered

She had

words that pierced into her heart. Kenneth looked down at her indifferently and said coldly, "What makes you worthy of me?" Tiffany pulled her mind back to the present. She raised her head and and her

countless tortures in those five years, the moment she saw him, she felt bitter and sweet. She had never complained. it was his words

'What makes kes you worthy of me? What does he mean?

But what crushed her was not those five years. Instea Am I not worth smile gradually disappeared. "I'm not worthy. What right do I have to be friends with Mr. Harper?" As she spoke, a cold glint appeared in her eyes.

Just a second ago, the two of them could talk calmly. But the tension had returned, and it was even worse than before. Kenneth did not understand. "What do you mean?" He did not know why Tiffany was so hostile to him. Perhaps 'Hate' was best described it. Kenneth opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Tiffany pushed the breakfast away. "Thank you, but there's no need. Take it away." Coincidentally, Zoe had returned.

Kenneth took the bag on the table and was about to throw it into the trash can when he heard a surprised voice from the door. "Eh, is that for me?" Melody appeared at the door with an innocent smile. "That's great. I haven't had breakfast yet!"

As she spoke, Melody took the breakfast and thanked Kenneth sweetly. "Thank you, Kenneth. I love cream soup!"

Kenneth was embarrassed. Before he could say anything, Melody had opened the lid and started eating.

Zoe clicked her tongue a few times. She touched her arm and murmured, "Why do I feel cold in summer? My hair is

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standing on end!" Tiffany burst into laughter when she heard that. She buried her head and finished the breakfast Zoe bought.

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After two classes, Tiffany couldn't sit still. She applied for leave and returned to the dormitory. It was still the same as before, but Sandra had already left. Her room and Kenneth's were facing each other. However, Kenneth did not live in the dormitory. He would only come occasionally for a nap during his lunch break.

Tiffany opened her bedroom door and walked in. Even though she left for several days, her room remained spotless. She carefully moved to her bed and lay down. Tiffany yawned and prepared to take an afternoon nap. However, just as she fell asleep, her phone rang. It was Oliver. He went straight to the point. "Miss Kelley, didn't 't you ask me to introduce a few people to you last time? Coincidentally, I have a friend who's very interested in your script. Do you have time to meet him?" "Okay, tonight it is," She casually told him told him the time and hung up. When Tiffany woke up, she felt refreshed. Before she left, she checked his wound. Unexpectedly, even though she did not take any medicine, her body's recovery speed was even faster than taking medicine. What's going on? Has my my vitality increased?' ed?' Tiffany could not figure it out. Regardless, it was a good thing. At this rate, she could walk in two days without using a walking stick. After tidying up, Tiffany opened the door I went oor and t out. She happened to see Melody in the hall, coming out of Kenneth's room. Their eyes unexpectedly met. Tiffany was as calm as usual. She went straight downstairs as if she saw nothing. However, Melody chased after her. Her face was quite awkward. "I'm not feeling well, so I'm borrowing his room to rest.” "Oh," Tiffany replied flatly. Even if they slept on the same bed, she had no objections. "There's no need to explain. It has nothing to do with me. Whatever you do is your business." After that, turned around and continued downstairs. But as she stepped down, she sensed something was wrong. She looked down and saw a layer of oil on the ground. She wanted to retreat, but it was too late. The moment she stepped, her feet slipped. felt t light. Tiffany's heart skipped a beat. She was about to fall down the stairs. She immediately reached out and grabbed the stairs' handrail tightly. Fortunately, she reacted in time and managed to stabilize herself. Seeing something had happened to Tiffany, Melody rushed over anxiously and shouted, "Be careful!" As she spoke, she reached out to grab her. However, she misstepped and slipped on the oil. She fell down the stairs. 'What on earth?' Tiffany was stunned.

Her body immediately!

A figure rushed in from outside the dormitory. Kenneth picked up Melody, whose forehead was bleeding. His face was filled with worry and anxiousness. At the same time, he looked at Tiffany questioningly and asked with a stiff face, "Did you push her?" "Damn it!" It was the face Tiffany hated. She smiled lazily. "Yes, I pushed her."

As she spoke, she slowly walked downstairs. Meanwhile, Kenneth was trembling with anger. What he hated the most was Tiffany's attitude. She had always been indifferent and heartless.

Kenneth picked up Melody and prepared to send her to the infirmary. However, Melody forced her eyes open and grabbed.; his arm. She said weakly, "Kenneth, you've misunderstood. Tiffany almost fell. I reached out to pull her up, but the stairs were too slippery and accidentally fell. What happened to me has nothing to do with her." She forced herself to explain and fainted in his arms.

frown deepened. He seemed to have misunderstood Tiffany again. "If you didn't push her, why did you say so?" Kenneth looked at Tiffany and asked, "Is it that difficult to explain?"

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"It's not difficult." Tiffany left, straight away. "But it depends on who I'm explaining it to."

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No matter how detailed Tiffany explained, some people would not believe her. However, some people trusted her even though she did not say anything. That was her point.

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When she reached the door, Tiffany suddenly turned around and smiled. "You asked me if we could be friends. Well, I think you know my answer."